Ruthless King - Page 237

“Eager to get married again, my sweet baby?” he murmured.

“Eager to be yours in front of everyone.”

He kissed her lightly. “You already are.”

A throat clearing interrupted them, and she turned to see the celebrant smiling at them.

“That part is supposed to come at the end,” he said.

She grinned. “We just couldn’t wait.”

It felt like she’d waited forever for this day. She couldn’t wait a second longer to be Mrs. Regent Montclair Malone.

Jilly tearedup as Mama walked over to her, holding her arms open. She wrapped her arms around her.

“I’m so happy for you, honey,” Mama said, pulling back to wipe at her own eyes. “I always knew he would be the perfect husband for you.”

“I still can’t believe you were playing matchmaker.”

“Looks like I’m good at it,” Mama said with a smug grin. “You were too young when you first had a crush on him. You needed to live a bit, and he needed to figure out what was important in life. Plus, I wanted to make sure he was going to grow into a man worthy of you. And he has.”

“She’s trying to matchmake everyone we meet,” Frank said, walking up to wrap his arm around her mother. “Come dance with me?”

“Certainly.” Her mom smiled at her as Frank whisked her away.

Jilly stood where she was for a moment, taking in everything. Two young boys ran through the crowd, wearing just their underwear, while a man raced after them, laughing.

The man was Regent’s cousin, Beau, and the two boys were his twin sons.

The three of them were terrors from what she understood. She didn’t know how Beau’s lovely wife, Scarlett, put up with him.

Jilly also wasn’t certain how Scarlett could be married to two Malone men. The woman was basically a saint.

Across the way, Butch and Tanner, two more Malone cousins, had challenged Maxim and Jardin to an arm wrestling match. She wasn’t quite sure who was winning.

Victor was watching them, his young son in his arms. Aston was cheering Maxim on with a big grin on her face as she stood next to Ryleigh Malone.

Another Malone girl. This time, from the Texas Malones. The curse had finally been broken.

On the other side of Ryleigh was Clem, Jaret’s wife. Now, Clem was a character. Apparently, she’d called Regent and asked if she could bring her pig to the wedding as it was experiencing separation anxiety at the moment.

The pig was standing next to Clem dressed in a tutu.

She’d been surprised when Regent had said yes to Clem’s request. But he’d told her that compared to his cousins, the pig wouldn’t be a problem.

And as Tanner Malone won his arm wrestle against Jardin and started pulling off his clothes in victory, she could see his point.

“Tanner,” Alec barked. “Put your clothes back on.”

“But it’s not a party until someone gets naked,” he called back before pulling his wife, Lilac, close.

“Aren’t they fun?” Flick walked up with her toddler on her hip and a grin on her face. “They always liven up a wedding.”

“Just as long as Beau keeps his pants on this time,” she replied. Maxim and Aston’s wedding three months ago had been interesting, to say the least.

Regent had tried to talk her into eloping after that one.

However, most people didn’t know that while this might be the big, traditional wedding, they’d actually been married in private several months ago.